I think that might be "Don't Stop" because of the red octagon the "don't" is in.

Oh god, am I reading subtext in an Adam Levine design?

"I'm just not interested in Marxism, feminism, promiscuous sex, and indiscriminate drinking."

How do you negotiate the weight (or presumed responsibility) of having represent (your various identities) with simply being seen as an individual? How do you parse out criticism of your work as an (individual) intellectual from criticisms of your work as a representative (of X group)?

I feel the same way. I just GASPED and then realized that my head was totally empty.

His mother must be so proud.

I read that crazy comment and laughed out loud.

Your request that he elaborate has me feeling all kinds of this:

I miss the craft NOT the business.

Joe needs someone else to teach him how to handle the (ehm) cat.

Elaine likey!

This is exactly where I a stand with the dress code at the school that I work at. The problem with leggings is that they are—at best—athletic wear and at worst not pants.

The candy cigarette was perfect!

Yeah, that totally broke my heart.
I thought, "Well of course they do, they're musicians."

I mean, I LOVE a margarita, but bourbon is the better competitor.

I'm hoping for Weed, Caffeine, BOURBON**, and White Wine. Or, as I like to call it: my plans for the weekend.

Team 7-month old Baby over Team Terrible 22-pound Cat Monster any day ALL day.

Harrumph.

Oh, Angel and his guilt. That tired line is as old as he is. I just can't with him.

Right!

Is it going to make me hate Angel less?

I've been reading them on my iPad. I get them from DarkHorse comics.